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-Keep blowing all my money 
looking for happiness
It's kinda sad how lifes filled 
with all of this 
Bullshit and pain, man the shits 
insane
Rather take 60 bullets straight 
to the brain. 
Who would care, another dies
In my coffin my body lies
In my eyes though all could see
The pain that always haunted 
me. 
At night I would cry. But I cry 
no more. 
Not a single tear is wasted 
upon my bedroom floor. 
The worlds in my hands but am 
I afraid to take it. 
They say in life's we must take 
risks. But I'm cornered by the 
fact that I may not make it. 
I want to make everyone proud 
I want to please the world 
I want to put faith in the hearts 
of the suffering boys and girls 
I need to get my priorities 
straight but can't see through 
all this fog.
I feel as if I'm in the middle of 
a fight between dogs. 
Im cornered and rushed but I 
yearn for a touch. 
I take and take. But it never 
amounts to much. 
I want to see the world. I want 
to spend all my earnings. 
But I'm stuck in a twirl of life's 
unfavorable mornings
I sit and wait. The food grows 
cold on my plate. 
I don't care who sees. I'm a 
bird set free
I can fly I can land but I'm goal 
orientated. 
I could die, change plans, but it 
wont change. The progress 
already created. 
I'm so capable yet so foolish. 
So young but yet so grown. 
I have the volition to do this
But how can I make it alone. 
They say that the greatest 
mistakes in life save us from 
repetition. But what about 
those who never learn.
Is life one big competition .  
Must we all wait for our turn. 
Or do we suffer and burn. 
Is life filled with complexities or 
is it just my discrepancies that 
keep me from understanding 
life piece by piece.

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